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Originally Posted by Rochard
Many years ago shortly before I joined the US Marines I was sort of "without a home" and spent most of my time crashing at different friend's houses. I stayed with my friend "Todd" and his folks for about a month, and a month later it was discovered some stuff was missing from his grandmother's apartment. The police called me in for questioning, and much to my surprise they had phone records of where I was currently staying - which included a number of records to the only pawn shop in the area.
Being as I didn't take anything and didn't sell anything through the pawn shop (which I had never been to), the matter was dropped and I never heard about it again.
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So what were they trying to nail you for? Granny panties? Plastic furniture covers? Inquiring minds want to know...
